The spiritual vein center of the Wei Family.
A middle-aged cultivator with a simple and honest appearance opened his eyes.
"It's been twelve years, huh?"
Jiang Ding muttered to himself as he assimilated the memories of these years.
There was no need for him to leave the comforting Xianmen Sect, not even a single step.
Twelve years had passed, and there were no significant changes in the Northern Plains. The Righteous and Demonic Alliance, the Great Sun Sect, and the Great Sun Sword Sect were generally peaceful, silently in hibernation, recuperating, enjoying the rare peacetime after more than two hundred years of war.
The Wei Family, after the fall of families like the Shi Family, had incessant minor troubles, embroiled in the direct and collateral lineage disputes of the Beast Dao Hei Clan, which gave Wei Qingqing a headache. For now, no major problems had arisen.
"However, the Gold Copper Stone will only hold out for a few more years at most."
